Love Nayla Sincerely

Nayla Anindya's

Nayla Anindya Aditama, the youngest child of Aditama Santoso and Hania Aditama Santoso, has two brothers one and one sister. His two brothers had families and lived far outside the city. The girl who was studying at the famous campus in her city had a beautiful face, with brownish black hair. The girl who just stepped on the second semester was always with her best friend wherever they stepped.

Since the content of his best friend began to grow, Nayla on campus only accompanied by two bodyguards that always stick to wherever he stepped, except to the bathroom. Nayla sometimes feels uncomfortable, because the two people's protective attitude makes her not have many friends, let alone a boyfriend. Approached by other guys only the two people who are always with him always glare at people who approach Nayla.

"You can't do it, not follow me a day?" nayla Protest. They are currently in the cafeteria after completing the course, filling the stomach before going home because the time is already noon.

"Can't Beb, later if you are in deketin with other guys how?" the first bodyguard, who else if not Doni his high school friend, liked Nayla but always got rejected.

Nayla clucked lazily, she was always lazy to serve Doni, let alone his attitude as if he only belonged to Doni. Though Nayla always rejects Doni's love, but somehow the guy does not want to give up in the slightest.

"Don't dong Nay, I'm here also take care of you according to Icha's orders, if you're why I ntar in salahin, especially if you're in anything the same sort this one," his eyes glanced at Doni at a glance, landing a plot from Doni who did not receive in katain kurut.

"Lo's son said I snorted." Doni flung the fried tofu from his plate towards Irfan.

Those two guys are Doni and Irfan. Coincidentally they were one major with Nayla, and indeed Icha entrusted Nayla to Irfan, she was afraid that if Nayla was lonely, especially Doni always followed her. In the past when Icha was in college normally, Doni often followed them, especially now he seemed unwilling if Nayla was only with Irfan.

Irfan avoids leaping from Doni, as a result his throw landed not on target.

Bugh

Fried tofu landed on the head of someone sitting on the back seat of Irfan. The man turned his head to look at Doni's grinning face as if he didn't feel guilty. Then he stood up to Doni.

"Lo what the hell is Don? My hair is so dirty, just this morning I went to the salon. Pokonya you have to take responsibility, pay me to the salon again," said the girl who was hit by a gun throw Doni.

Irfan and Nayla chuckle, feeling funny with Doni's bar-barred behavior. It hasn't changed since it's not a high school boy anymore.

"Gue's sorry yes, I don't deliberately cook have to be responsible anyway," Doni did not want to be responsible, because he did accidentally throw fried tofu at the girl.

"Kalo lo do not want responsibility, I will report to the Dean, if you already insult me by throwing fried tofu," kind of girl.

"Udahlah Don, make it to the money lo salon will not run out. You're also wrong, rather than dealing with the Dean, more serem right?" Nayla persuades Doni, she also takes pity on the girl hit by the fried tofu throw.

Doni clucked, then he stood up from his seat, "Yes I'm responsible" he said.

The girl smiled happily, because Doni was willing to take responsibility. Actually Doni is pretty handsome, but unfortunately he's a little bar-bar.

"Gue first, look out for you macems with my Bebeb," Doni threatened Irfan, but Irfan did not respond to Doni's ancama.

Doni passed with the girl and the two girl friends.

"After this you want to go home where was Nay?" ask Irfan.

"Where is it? I'm also confused, we go to gramed how I want to find a novel, ntar we can also find a reference for the task," Nayla gave advice, he is more comfortable if only alone with Irfan because Irfan is not a lebay guy like Doni.

"May deh,"

Irfan went back to eating his food, then he looked at Nayla, "Lo why do you always refuse that brat Nay?" a question that Irfan often asks but never gets an answer.

"He had the name Fan, not kurut" Nayla protested.

"Yes, yes, Doni I mean," Irfan called.

"Because I don't like him, I don't want to date him before college. If anyone likes me, just go to my parents, proposal and marriage, do not need boyfriends," explained Nayla. He does not want to be in a relationship at this time, because he thinks it will only interfere with his concentration on learning.

"Good indeed, I support lo Nay," Irfan also supports Nayla's attitude, because he thinks Nayla's attitude is right.

"Thank you Fan" Nayla smiled at Irfan, and she smiled back at Nayla.

"Let's go, I'm done" said Nayla then he stood up, put a bag on his shoulder. Going first leaves Irfan.

Irfan stood up, he aligned his steps with Nayla, "Pake your car" he said after walking on Nayla's side.

"Lo motor?" he looked at Irfan at a glance.

"Simple, let me bring my friend,"

Nayla nodded, continuing on towards the parking lot.

Irfan was busy fiddling with his phone, not knowing what he was working on. Fortunately, he did not hit the pole, because he did not see the road. Either so memorized by the road or his instincts are strong do not know.

In the parking lot they are waiting for a guy, who Nayla knows is Irfan's friend.

"Nich, take care of my favorite bike." Irfan threw his motorcycle key at the young man.

"Motor lo safe with me, happy dating," said the young man, he passed away Nayla and Irfan.

"Berkancan?" wonder Nayla.

"Not to hear his talk, he likes to talk,"

Nayla just shakes her shoulders, indifferent. He did not really care about the speech of the young man, just the word 'dating' that was said as if they were really dating, when in reality it was not like that.

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In the afternoon Nayla came home, she first drove Irfan, actually Irfan did not want but Nayla insisted, it was not nice if Irfan who had accompanied her to the bookstore had to take a taxi home.

"Mama, I'm home" he said, hugging the mother who was busy in the kitchen somehow making what.

"If you go home to say hello, do not play in the rich malinga," protested the Mama, the article had many times he told his daughter to say hello when entering the house but he never did.

"Sorry Ma, forgot because it's so bad for Mama," always reasoned like that.

"No wonder Mama," continued her pending work. "Help Mama cook Nay" the mother said.

"Well you know my cooking is not good, I'm so lazy to cook," he said, then let go of his embrace.

"You're an adult baby, if you get married later you should be able to make your husband, let him feel at home, so learn to cook from now on" said the Mama, because all this time Nayla always reasoned that various if asked to help her mother cook.

"When Ma," she refused, she stepped away from her mother.

The mother can only shake her head to see the behavior of her daughter who is always like that.

Seriate....

What was his first impression?